Chapter 027 Fiction A joke

A short novel, a Ya'an meat joke

Foreword: There is a meat joke, in Sichuan Ya'an, Leshan, Neijiang, Daxian, Wanxian, Zigong, Mianyang, Ziyang and other areas are widely spread, on the occasion of the Ya'an area of mourning, Shen Zhou relayed this short story, to share with the people who are concerned about the earthquake-stricken area, to see if they can change their mood, from a meat joke to understand the optimism, ingenuity, bad taste and unusual hunting psychology of people in this area. If you understand this, you will be able to get closer to the people in the disaster area.

I also listened to a spicy woman, she said it mysteriously, not clearly, and I also heard it in a few pictures, intermittently, so I can't tell it all, I can only remember a rough idea. But even so, it takes some courage to make it public, and you must be prepared to be infamous. Although this story was not told by Shen Zhou, Shen Zhou was also innocent, just a little bit of it. But the reality is that if you want to change, you can't change unless you have the ability to make the earth take back the 4.20 earthquake and return to what it was before 8 o'clock in the morning.

Text: She said that the old guy went into the city, and accidentally encountered a table of three missing one gambling game in a mysterious room, and saw that he was tired of playing Dou 14, so he sat down boldly, and said in a few words that he would pay a penny, and the guy questioned him countless times, don't lose and can't pay the bill. He estimated that it was just a small amount of money to win or lose, and the old guy patted his chest several times: "Don't worry, just this little money, even if I lose every game, there is no problem in losing for three days and three nights!" The three players he didn't know were getting more and more nervous, playing less than an hour, the two lost the long card, each opened the full cash box, measured the money with a common ruler, asked the old guy to look carefully, after the measurement, the three put down three big boxes full of money and walked away, silently left. It turns out that these people are looking at a 100-dollar bill with a thickness of one cent for a card to win or lose, not a small dollar for ten cents and a dime. When he went home with three big boxes, the old guy was scared for two or three days, and he almost didn't get scared into urinestones.

She said that the old guy has more money, and strange things keep happening. Soon, the old guy went to burn his daughter-in-law's fire, but was broken by his son, blaming the old guy for not picking up the ashes and asking him to pay for it. Trouble in the town, there is no rumor of how much money was spent, the result is that the old guy does not know that his daughter-in-law is sleeping in bed, the old man is into the house to relieve a little, after untying the trouser belt, unfortunately bumped into by his son, the old guy is wronged.

She said that the matter did not end like this, because there was too much money, and the old guy went to burn his daughter-in-law's fire again, and this time it could not be blinded. Because it burned too much, it burned into a "cow braincase", condensed into a lump, and he couldn't take it off, so he had to order his son and wife to help him, and he was beaten, pinched and twisted in the chaos, and he was so dead and alive that he was busy in vain. In desperation, I couldn't care about the faces of the old guy and the daughter-in-law anymore, and invited the yin and yang Taoist midwives from ten miles and eight villages and those who were more capable and powerful to work together, but they couldn't be separated. No matter how high the salary is to invite a barefoot doctor within 30 miles, the group of doctors will be restrained, and there will be no good plan. As a last resort, I was disgraced and thrown into the provincial capital, so I had to send it to the largest and best hospital in the province. In other words, there is no inseparable fate in the world, as long as there is technology and money. The points are separated, and the old guy's guy is sealed, and he can't pee, but he is planted and drained, and I don't know how long it will take.

Afterword: As with all stories, there is no afterword. The story is not long, and the question in the middle guesses that it is called that more and that is longer, and it is not much longer than the water of the Tsing Yi River. It's still the spicy one she said: The cheap woman (no matter how much money you sell, it's cheap) and the things that flow out of the old guy have a series of reactions such as chemistry, biology, physics, history, geography, foreign languages, etc., and they have become a super all-purpose glue, which is extremely sticky. This old man and his daughter-in-law can jointly produce a high-strength viscose, which is widely used in the surgical treatment of humans, animals, poultry and livestock, and if it can be used in the Lushan earthquake, so many people will not be disabled. Alas, after all, mass production cannot be too much, and the price may be better than gold. There is no age in this story, to be precise, it happened in the past.